sitting at a bar on the inside

[Keelly Hertstrom]

Keelly was wandering again. And wondering. This wasn't very unusal, seeing as she had always been a floater. At the moment though, she was barely above water. Keelly was dangerously close to sinking, and it didn't seem as if there was a lifeline in the distance. It wasn't even because of her messy breakup. It was more because she was unstable as a person. Keelly had never gotten the chance to give Ath his diary back, she left the party as soon as she had realized it was over. The book was in her hands as she read over and over the words of her former best friend. And ex-boyfriend.

She started walking a little faster and slipped the book into her bag, ready to be off to somewhere. She decided to go to the dungeons, the lowest part of the castle where she currently was stuck in. Her hair was pulled up into a high pony tail and she was tugging at the loose bang that was in front of her eyes. It was there, and it would never go away. She didn't want to cut that stupid thing because it would ruin her whole look. It was funny how life did that to you some times.

She stood in the front of Dungeon 5 and sighed. What the hell was she going to do here? She guessed that she would be stuck thinking in the dungeon that smelled like a dead cat was resideing in it. Her heart and body shuddered at the same time, so she decided to stay right where she was. She slid down to a sitting position against the wall and pulled out Ath's journal, again. And began reading the words she had nearly memorized and tried to think about what she could have possibly done to make him so mad.

Alright, maybe she wasn't wondering about that. She had seen that youtube video that he had scrawled in his writing. It was hurtful. A lot worse than her breaking up with him. It seemed as if Ath was hating Ryder for liking her. Which meant he was hating her as well. Keelly pulled her diary out of her bag as well and began copying his entries into hers. She would be deeply examining them from the privacy of her own journal. That would take up some wasted time. She looked around, hoping that no one came down to the smelly dungeon, searching for their cat.

[Athradien Telemnar]

His strides were long, his pace quick, and his face blank. His head was raised in a mock look of confidence when in reality there wasn't anything he was proud about. Insecurities plagued him and everywhere he looked, there were glares. People. People glaring. So I guess you could get the picture. Anyways, he had a couple of books tucked under his arm, not for school but for his own personal issues. The History of The Dark Lord and The Death Eaters of the World were the largest and the heaviest, the others being his other personal items. He hadn't found his journal in ages, and had a sneaking suspicion that Ryder had it. And that was his destination and goal for the day, to find Ryder. Wherever he hung out anyways. And a person as slimy as Ryder had to be in the dungeons, so thats where he was headed.

He pulled out his best friend, which was his metallic green iPod, and placed the headphones in his ears. Of course the only thing on it was The Beatles, maybe with a little Across the Universe scattered here and there, but the originals were the greatest. As he glanced along the corridor as he briskly walked, people weren't glaring as much. They were nervous, hesitant, and if it was possible very...anxious. And of course Ath knew why, it was pretty much obvious. People had been killed from the school. But Ath walked the school without nervousness about that, as he knew he was safe for now. Slytherin wasn't a main target, rather Gryffindor and Hufflepuff with all of the Muggle-borns. He didn't have anything against Muggle-borns, but Voldemort fascinated him. To be that powerful...that great. To have everyone in the wizarding world know your name and cringe at it. That was a feat indeed.

You say you want a revolution
Well, you know
We all want to change the world
You tell me that it's evolution
Well, you know
We all want to change the world
But when you talk about destruction
Don't you know that you can count me out
Don't you know it's gonna be all right
all right, all right

You say you got a real solution
Well, you know
We'd all love to see the plan
You ask me for a contribution
Well, you know
We're doing what we can
But when you want money
for people with minds that hate
All I can tell is brother you have to wait
Don't you know it's gonna be all right
all right, all right

OCC Ath loves how for every emotion, there is a Beatle's song to fit it. So she had to include this familiar one. Back to roleplay Ath. As he walked, the people around grew less and less until he saw a person reading a book. A familiar book and a familiar person. Though he had wanted to avoid this confrontation, he knew it was going to happen. He was going to let his feelings out now. His pace quickened until he was standing directly in front of her, gazing down at the pages, a huge scowl of hate across his lips and his eyes dangerously icy cold. "What the hell do you think you are doing?!" Ath practically shouted, one hand on his wand's base which was in on of his pant's pockets. People somewhat near them turned around and stared, and his music was still blasting through the corridor. "I don't go around looking for your crap!!

[Keelly Hertstrom]

Keelly pulled her legs up and wrapped her free arm around them.Ath's entries were long, and they were giving her a hand crammp. She couldn't write fast enoguh, seeing as she was getting the feeling that something was going to happen. It could have been the fact that she had avoiding Ath and all of her professors to avoid confrontation. She finished the last word and flung her diary into her bag, almost finishing placing Ath's journal in. That was enough boredom for today. She was just about to stand up when she heard a shout. One that was awfully close. She looked up with her eyes closed and hoped that she was just imagining things.

Alas, her beggin got her straight to the middle of nowhere. Dear old Athradien of all people had caught her, and that look on his face was not one Keelly liked. She grinned sheepishly and said, "Reading your journal, darling." She spit out the last word, "You haven't seemed to mind it before." Alright, so maybe she was teasing him in a mean way. He deserved it being all emo and what not. Of course, everyone passing through the dungeons were looking. Stupid kids wanted Keelly to get blown up. Her eyes flitted to the wand that jetted out from his pocket, the one that Ath was grabbing for. She lept up and pulled out her own. She wouldn't be shown up by a fourth year, her ex-boyfriend at that.

"Oh, you might not look for my stuff, but you sure seem to always have an eye on me." she said, referring to his spying antics. Child labor laws should go against sending first years to spy on her. She hoped that he got the catch, "Don't think for one second I didn't know. My brother told me." She pulled her wand up a little higher, her voice shooting up an octave. "You couldn't just let me go... Could you? Admit it, be a man. You were going to break up with me too. Were you just downfallen that a girl had broken up with you?" she took in a deep breath, looking into Ath's eyes. All she could see was fury. There was no compassion.

Her hand was sweating, making it hard to hold her wand. The cat smell was also annoying her deeply. "You wouldn't dare lay a hand on me, Ath." she said, holding his journal out to him. "Take this, maybe you'll need it to write about this." she pulled up her arm and then put it down. Instead, she walked extremely close to him and kneed him. "You're such and idiot," she hissed.

Woah. Where had that come from? where was the Keelly that everyone knew and loved? She was pissed now. If Ath had the guts to draw his wand out on her, she was expected to go into action. She had to vent her anger, but she was used to doing it through tears. This was new. She expected her would do the exact same thing, venting that is, in just seconds. She flinched and braced for whatever was coming after her. Kids had died in this godforsaken school. At the hands of the dark lord. The exact one Ath was floating too. Her mouth curled into an o, and she started realizing that she could be next. If Ath was anywhere near Lord Voldemort, or his death eaters, he could send them onto her. Was it possible that Ath had more anger inside of him than she thought?

She didn't want him to die. That was for sure. Many deatheaters had died at the hand of the master before. She hoped that he didn't even lay a finger towards that bubble that was joining them. "I don't know what I ever saw in you. The Ath I knew wouldn't be reading... no. Studying about the almighty Lord Voldemort. That's just sick. What the hell happened to you?" She asked. She knew exactly what had happened. He thought about choosing soccer over her. His passion. But he chose her. His girlfriend. Hind sight was a funny thing. She started seeing flashbacks, like the look on his face whenever she broke up with him. He was really hurt. And she was oblivios, just stirring up the drama and gossip. DeeJay never stood a chance when they were together, and now Keelly had left the doors wide open. She wasn't really attracted to him anymore though. Not really.

It never left her for any of the boys she liked. Why, that crush she had on that three year old at a party, was still there. Deeply down though. She wa sjerked back to reality when a passerbyer shouted, "Oh! that girl is ugly!" And since she was in the mood, she sent a bat bogey hex his way.

Turning back to Ath with a grin on her face, she said, "Don't you be next."

[Oh no! It sucks! Sorry]

[Athradien Telemnar]

[Nah I loved it! This post pretty much sucks. I hope you like how I'm incorporating Ath into the plot]

He switched off his iPod; as much as he wanted his comfort music playing in his ears he wanted to hear Keelly's excuse. "Reading your journal, darling.""You haven't seemed to mind it before." Athradien had half-expected Keelly to be this teasing and rude obviously, and Ath really needed to choose his words carefully so he wouldn't end up as a Ryder. Ryder = all bark, no bite, no brains. Well, it pretty much was the truth these days. Ryder would be an easy match for him; he might shout and cry, but Ath wasn't going to show too much mercy. Words didn't easily hurt Ath, or so he thought. OCC Ath knew that words sung RP Ath more than anything but wasn't man enough to take it. So...shall we continue? Ath ignored these comments, though the last comment was partially true. Ish.

Oh, you might not look for my stuff, but you sure seem to always have an eye on me.""Don't think for one second I didn't know. My brother told me." At least he could defend himself on this, but his confidence was a little bit on the lower side. "I know you aren't going to listen to this, but whatever. I didn't send that dam first-year to spy on you guys, she came and told me. So yeahh I'm happy she did. Maybe I should go send her to spy on you like what you did with your brother for a couple of sickles." His tongue hadn't been too bad there, though he wished he could have made an impact. Keelly was the guilty one here.

"You couldn't just let me go... Could you? Admit it, be a man. You were going to break up with me too. Were you just downfallen that a girl had broken up with you?" Of all of the things Keelly had ever spoken to him, this had to hurt the most. Though the normal Ath would have had tears in his eyes, at least Ath had manned-up enough to be a little less sensitive. Inside he was crying, to him it was obvious, but like Bud-Not-Buddy once said, "My eyes don't cry no more." But Ath didn't say that. "I loved you Keelly! Are you out of your mind? I sacrificed everything I had worked hard for to be with my friends, and most importantly you. And then you break up with me and turn everyone at the school against me. And for your information I was not going to break up with you, I was going to invite you to come to London with me on a trip. Thankfully that didn't happen, just seeing you sickens me."

And then Keelly tried a pathetic attempt to knee him, and even though this might sound Mary Sue-ish, Ath had endured a ton of injuries in soccer and it only a hurt a little physically and a lot emotionally. This only fed him more anger than before. "You wouldn't dare lay a hand on me, Ath." No, Keelly, you're right. I wouldn't dare lay a hand on you. There was only a trace of sarcasm in his voice, but nothing Keelly would notice. It was true he wouldn't hurt her, but lay a hand on her? Heh, he could do worse than that. And then his journal. If Keelly had touched it, no way.

"INCENDIO!" Ath whipped out his wand and set the book on fire, letting the ashes disintegrate on the smooth stone floor. "I don't know what I ever saw in you. The Ath I knew wouldn't be reading... no. Studying about the almighty Lord Voldemort. That's just sick. What the hell happened to you?" He rolled his blue-green eyes at Keelly and stifled a laugh. Not a comforting laugh obviously, but a cold laugh. "Aren't you in any way...amazed by what he has done to the world? To be that powerful, that feared by the world? I can learn from him Keelly, I can be the better Light Lord, kill him, and make the world better!"

[Keelly Hertstrom]

"I know you aren't going to listen to this, but whatever. I didn't send that dam first-year to spy on you guys, she came and told me. So yeahh I'm happy she did. Maybe I should go send her to spy on you like what you did with your brother for a couple of sickles."

Keelly wasn't smiling... In fact, she was frowning. "Don't talk about my brother like that." she hissed. Her brother was her closest friend, and she didn't need people talking smack talk about him, because of her. Her face contorted into a grimmace and said, "You wanna know what I did with Ryder? In detail?" She grinned, not at all in a good ways and said, "Absolutley nothing. I never did anything with Ryder. You got your facts wrong." Keelly wasn't very comfortable any more. She never liked to fight. Just the drama of fighting. "Ryder doesn't even like me now. Even as friends! So, are you happy?! You got what you wanted." Her eyes were swimming with tears, but she didn't let that get to her. "We're both friendless, because of each other. Okay?"

"I loved you Keelly! Are you out of your mind? I sacrificed everything I had worked hard for to be with my friends, and most importantly you. And then you break up with me and turn everyone at the school against me. And for your information I was not going to break up with you, I was going to invite you to come to London with me on a trip. Thankfully that didn't happen, just seeing you sickens me."

Her heart broke, the tears pouring out. Ugh. She was such a stupid crybaby. "I loved you, too. I was threatened. I took action. I'm sorry! Okay?" She was screaming. "But now thats over. You hate me, I hate you. Theres no... going... back." Inside she longed to be in London with Ath, but apparantly, that would never happen. They weren't friends. She mentally hit herself in the head with a stick, telling herself the facts over and over. It was her fault. She hated him. She never wanted to see him again! She didn't give a crap if he lived. But then the back of her mind said, 'You're a horrible liar, Keelly. Even to yourself.' Keelly opened her mouth, recognising the voice. It was Renee. Her dead sister. Oh great, now she was going insane. "I didn't turn the school against you! There was your party? Everyone came! Torza came and was nice to you! When I first saw her, she told me to get out of her life. You got the better deal, Ath. Trust me."

" No, Keelly, you're right. I wouldn't dare lay a hand on you."

Keelly wasn't very impressed with the fact that Ath didn't seem to feel any pain. She lowered her wand and said, "How can I know that?" She raised her eyebrow and imagined several painful things that included magic... No physical pain at all. "What the hell happened?" She asked again. Her eyes for once wer not directed into his eyes, but at the books he was reading. Clutching onto. She lifted her head up and wiped her tears. "What do you see in him? Huh? Lord Voldemort kills people. You're just as bad as... Lathen! He's not the friendliest person. Do you wanna be a Lathen wannabe?" She grabbed her bag, "Go right ahead, I'm not stopping you! Go join the Dark Lord. Infact, you can put me on your hit list. I don't care. It's not like I have anything to live for."

"Aren't you in any way...amazed by what he has done to the world? To be that powerful, that feared by the world? I can learn from him Keelly, I can be the better Light Lord, kill him, and make the world better!"

She back up to the wall, stepping as far away from Ath as possible. "YOU ARE CRAZY!" She screamed. "Amazed? More like horrified! You want to kill just as bad as him? To be powerful? Go ahead. Go straight to hell! See if I care!" Oh god, she was crying again. "Go straight to hell. You'd deserve it." she said, shaking. She saw the ashes of his journal on the floor and said, "You just burned my apology. The entry I wrote that caused us to meet. The one that caused us to go out in the first place. Great job, Ath. Destroy the evidence." She pulled out her diary, and began reading out loud, the entry she had last put in. the one from the party. Once she was finished, she said, "Evidence is not easily forgotten. And now I'll have all of your previous thoughts right here. Blackmail. Aren't you so proud of what we destroyed?" She smiled, quite fakely. "Our lives, eachother, an army of friends? All we had was eachother, and now we destroyed it, not quite unlike your little diray." She laughed, and continued her epiphany type thing, "And it's all ... my ... fault." Woah, shocker. That wasn't in the menu for things to say. But she had to say it. She had to admit her faults, so she wouldn't be depressed... So she could live her life in peace.